Jeff the killer love story (yaoi)

Ben lost

Hey, sorry I'm slow in updating. I've thought up some stuff that's going to happen and I'm also going to use one of awesome_kitty15 ideas. Thanks for helping me.

Sorry it's short but dedicating this chapter to awesome_kitty15!!!

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Me and jeff had fallen asleep after talking till really late. When I woke up my black hair was hanging loosely into my eyes, and the missing presence from the bed became more obvious as I drearily wiped my tired eyes. The curtain was open but no light streamed into the desolate building. Groggily pushing the sheets back I looked around the room, jeff was gone. Having slept in just my shirt and pants I quickly redressed. A yawn shook my slight frame and I stretched my aching joints, resembling a cat. I swung the door open, it clanging softly against the wall and the hinges squeaking from force. I stumbled down the towering staircase, admiring the vast range of paintings lining the walls, all took on a more somber and dark atmosphere; dismembered bodies, blood stained hand prints, murder weapons.

I felt the slight urge to kill rise in my throat and decided I would kill again tonight, I just need to wait till then. Entering the living room I noticed Ben playing some sort of video game with masky, though it was obvious he was winning.

"Hey" I muttered with little confidence, sinking into the couch.

Barely glancing up from his game Ben replied "whats up?"
Masky nodded up at me acknowledging my presence.

"I just woke up, what are you guys playing?" I asked questioningly.

"Just some racing game, I'll of beaten masky in a minute" Ben smirked cockily, daring to look away from his game, only to crash his car.

"Nooo!!!" He screamed leaping from his seat, "I was so close to winning".
Ben went and sat in the corner, an eery aura surrounding him.

"You spoke to soon" masky boasted, "face it I'm better at you at everything; I'm a better creepypasta! People are actually scared of me and my way of killing is far more superior than yours. I'm even better at video games than you. You really are worthless" masky intentionally tried to agitate Ben.

Anger was evident in his eyes as Ben walked stealthily infront of masky, gripping his shirt and pulling him from his feet, so they were eye level.

"Listen here, you little shit. You think way to highly of yourself, just because you won some crappy game, doesn't mean I am in anyway inferior to you!" Ben was outraged.

"Sour loser, are we?" Masky asked unfazed, it was obvious he was smirking, even from under his mask.

"YOU BASTARD!" Ben screamed bringing his fist back and slamming it into masks stomach.

"BEN, stop! It doesn't matter, don't let him get to you" I said frantically trying to stop the unnecessary violence.

Ignoring me, Ben shoved masky on the floor. Climbing on top of him, he repeatedly punched his fists into maskys mask. After a while of me trying to stop him, Ben was left with bleeding knuckles and maskys mask was laying in peices. Masky sat with his knees covering his face as jeff stormed in and ripped Ben off him. What confused me the most was why masky never fought back.

"James go take care of masky, I'm going to sort Ben out" jeff said with lingering anger at their fighting evident in his voice.

"Okay" i replied lamely, walking over to masky and crouching down to him.

"Are you alright?" I questioned, putting my hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"I'm fine, I had it coming" masky replied coldly, although sounding devastated. He got up, still covering his face and abruptly left.

"Wait, let me treat your wounds" I called after him.

"I said I'm fine" he said sternly walking away.

What just happened?